Words of Wishing

My fingers are itching to spill everything out.
Every thought, feeling, word, wisdom, laugh, love...
I want to tell
All
Of
It.
To myself, to you
To anyone...
Hold onto me please.
Pick me up and change everything I thought I knew.
I'm afraid, but what for?
Everything I've ever been afraid of,
every single fear
is illegitimate.
They're all from my mind.
They're all for my head.
I'm only afraid of myself.
How silly it seems now.
How insignificant.
But how monstrous to me
on those dark nights
alone, and the world unknowing.
You're here when I'm smiling.
All you've seen is my daylight.
But those stormy nights
when my vision is clouded
and my mind takes over...
...that's what I'm afraid of.
I'm afraid you won't like
what you see.
You won't understand
what I see.
You won't want to stay.
You'll leave.
Maybe I'm jumping ahead too fast.
Tell me I'm just assuming
and that assumptions
insult you.
Tell me I'm wrong.
That you're offended I'd ever think
you'd leave for something
so silly.
Tell me I'm not just silly
and falling too fast,
but that you too
can see that connection.
That you understand my fears
and you'd rather hold me than leave.
Reassure me.
Tell me everything.
I need too much.
I don't want to need.
But I want to hear you
speak.